As per usual, Mark and I are heading off the grid this weekend. He called me yesterday to say that Matt and his buddy were going to go out with us. My first comment to Mark was, "What the hell is 'Buddy' thinking - going somewhere with no cell phone reception when their baby is due… Continue reading Karma, Baby!
Last Fall Mark and I were searching for some new lots at our place off the grid. You may remember, but if not, check it out. The two bottom pictures in that link are the "before pics" of what we bought. NOT the place on the lake that we really wanted. We're so happy that… Continue reading You’ve Come A Long Way, Baby
It was a long weekend and I'm glad to be home. I usually feel pretty rejuvenated after heading to our place off the grid for the weekend, but there was a bit of drama amongst the group we usually hang out with so Mark and I separated from the group and let them have at… Continue reading Another Weekend Off The Grid
As you know, sometimes conversations around a campfire can go a little south on occasion. Here's this weekend's topic. Matt brought the work trailer up because he needed a way to transport the 4wheeler that he ran into the tree a few weeks ago and he had finished the repair on it so was bringing… Continue reading Conversations From Wildwood
Another weekend off the grid. More work on our new lots. Paperwork to sell the original lot. It was a busy, busy Saturday. During the week Mark and Matt went up to our place off the grid to get the shed delivered and the camper moved. They attempted to level the camper but didn't have… Continue reading Can’t Help Lovin’ Dat Man
I'm fairly certain that I could write an entire book entitled "Inappropriate Conversations" because Mark and I have a LOT of them. I was not going to share this one with you, but my dear friend, Gina (go check out her blog), insisted that the world needed to know this. So, blame Gina. On Mother's… Continue reading Wildwood Conversations
We've been cutting down some trees to make room for a cabin and some of the cut up logs were in a pile from last fall and needed to be moved down to the main wood pile. I was loading logs onto the quad and picked up a fairly substantial one out of this pile and a huge… Continue reading Whoop Whoop Whoop